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AMIRA

By
Sofia Ross

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cover
Art courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net

Text
Copyrighted © 2013 Sofia Ross

All
Rights Reserved

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 1

 

“Ooh,
you’re punching in late?  Dee Dee is gonna be pissed!” Maggie teased as Serena
hurried to enter her number on the time clock.

“Oh,
fuck Dee.  She needs to get laid,” Serena shot back with a giggle.  “She needs
a good stiff one to put her straight.  I couldn’t decide what to do with my
hair to go with this boring damn uniform. So I’m two minutes late, who the fuck
cares?” 

God,
I hate wearing this awful vest
, Serena thought as she
looked in the mirror, checking her hair and lip gloss. 
Guys can’t even see
my boobs when I’m wearing this loose, shapeless thing
.  It was hard enough
for her to get a tan with her pale complexion, and the fluorescent lighting
washed away any trace of the tan she worked all summer to get.  She put her
name tag on and rushed out of the break room.  She loved the days when she
worked with Maggie.  She was her comic relief and helped the shift go quicker,
and she knew Maggie was always there to defend and support her. 

She
started walking to the front of the supermarket, but she made sure to walk past
the meat counter because she always noticed one of the meat cutters looking at
her ass as she walked past him.  She smirked a little when thought about the
double entendre of a man handling his meat.  He always called out to her and
said hi, but that’s all he ever said.  Once she purposely approached him after
her shift and flirted shamelessly to see if he would make a move or ask her
out, but he only talked to her like she was an ordinary customer, all
business.  As if she really wanted to discuss the importance of marbling on one
steak versus the other.  Couldn’t he tell when a girl was flirting with him? 

Serena
didn’t even know his name because he wore a white jacket over his uniform shirt
and name badge and wasn’t particularly attracted to him, but she liked to toy
with guys when she knew they were attracted to her, just to get a reaction from
them. She didn’t even know anything about him but knew he was dating a girl
from Customer Service.  She was thin, flat chested, and had stringy, dirty
blonde hair.  Serena wondered why he was even with her and figured she must be
good in bed because she was not much to look at. 

Sometimes
Serena left her uniform vest off until she got to her register because she knew
the air conditioning in the store made her nipples hard, and they were very
noticeable through her white t-shirt.  She loved that feeling as her nipples
tightened in the cold air when she walked out of the break room onto the sales
floor, and they got even harder when she noticed the men’s eyes on them.  She
liked the way her breasts would jiggle and shift inside her bra as she walked,
and the men would stare when she walked faster and exaggerated the bounce for
them. She often wore thin jersey-knit bras to show her nipples more and
sometimes lace that would show through the fabric of her shirt. 
I was
blessed with a killer rack, so I might as well enjoy them
, she thought. 
When she walked past men, she could feel their eyes caress the curves of her
ass.  Per company policy, all employees had to wear black pants; nobody ever
said they couldn’t wear black jeans that hugged every curve and wedged up the
crack of their ass, and all of the girls, including Serena, pushed the envelope
on that policy. 

Serena
got to her register and greeted Dee, the supervisor on her shift.  Of all of
the Customer Service Reps, she was her least favorite, and her customer service
skills sucked.  Ever since Serena started working there, Dee never seemed to
like her and always gave her a hard time for no reason.  She seemed to single
her out for things that all of the cashiers were doing wrong, not only Serena,
and accused Serena of undermining her authority and never gave a legitimate
reason why she thought that.

Her
real birth name was Aphrodite, much too pretty of a name for her, and she went
by “DeeDee” or more often “Dee” for short.  Not that she was an unattractive
woman, but her ugly personality overshadowed her physical beauty.  Her long
raven hair fell naturally in ringlets, and she had somehow maintained a trim
figure even after having three babies.  Her attitude however was always that
she seemed irritated for no reason and stressed out even at the beginning of
the day.

Her
four-year old daughter Kyra looked like a miniature version of Dee, and Serena
would often see her after her dance class, still dressed in her Greek folk
dance costume.  She also had twin boys named Nicholas and Aristotle, which Serena
thought was a very big name for a six-year old boy.  “Toddy” was quiet and shy,
where “Nicky” was loud and out of control and definitely needed Ritalin. Overall,
Dee seemed to Serena to have an idyllic life, and she wondered why she was so
miserable and difficult at work.  Serena thought Dee must be frigid in the
bedroom, and she felt sorry for her husband. 

Her
husband, Nick, worked as a prison guard and had arms like a bear.  He would
stop in often at the store, and seeing him in his uniform always made Serena
horny.  He was a couple years older than Dee and had handsome features and
thick black hair.  His parents ran the local Greek restaurant and volunteered
to manage the annual Greek Heritage Fest in town.  Last summer, she and Maggie
went to the festival, and when it suddenly started to rain, they ran into one
of the tents, and she collided full on with Nick.  He was so built that it was
like running into a brick wall. 

Nick
spun around ready to grab someone who he thought was stumbling behind him, and
he accidentally grabbed Serena’s breast instead of her arm.  Her nipples jutted
out through her t-shirt from the cold rain, and the shirt was plastered to her
body.  His eyes popped out when he realized he was cradling her breast in his
hand, and the heat of his hand made her nipples even more erect.  He stuttered
and stammered an apology, and Serena loved when she had that effect on men. His
hand lingered on her breast before moving down and resting on her waist.  He
acted like he was steadying her balance, but the look on his face told her that
he was enjoying the feel of her body in his big muscular hand.

Serena
didn't mind it at all but said she was fine, and he released his grip on her,
embarrassed by his faux pas.  He recognized her from the store and spoke to her
by name.  They made small talk for a minute, and he excused himself to go back
to waiting on customers at the festival.  When she turned to walk away, she
pretended to stumble again and bumped into him and felt his rock-hard erection
pushing against her.  She always secretly wished that Dee would have watched
the scene that day, seething with jealousy. 
It would serve her right for
always being such a bitch to me
, Serena thought. 

Maggie
had watched from a few feet away and only giggled when Nick walked away.  They
both ordered souvlaki and baklava, and Serena suggested that they stay in
Nick's tent until the rain let up.  Maggie burst into laughter, and Serena
asked her what was so funny.  She replied that it definitely looked like Nick
was pitching a tent for her a few minutes ago.  They laughed and ate their food
then later joined in a demonstration of traditional Greek dance.  Serena wondered
if Nick might be watching her as she danced.  Something told her that he was,
so she tried even harder to look sexy as she learned the dance.

After
that day, every time she saw Nick at the store, he always gave her a knowing
look and cocked his eyebrow at her and simply nodded.  As for Serena, she could
never forget the way Nick’s body felt against hers and how strong his hands
were as they gripped her, and she hoped one day she would have the chance again
to feel his body against hers.  She had never been with a guy as tall as him or
one as built, and she liked the way she felt like a tiny doll looking up at
him.  She couldn’t help but imagine him naked every time she saw him after that
day, and her pussy dripped with excitement at the thought.  He seemed quite
well endowed as the bulge in his shorts indicated, and she was positively
intrigued by that fact as well.

Serena
was only a few minutes late for her shift, and Dee looked livid when she saw
her.  She didn't smile or say hi to Serena; she only said her cash drawer was
already counted and ready to go.  Just to piss her off even more, Serena
insisted on counting her till herself.  Dee complained and said there was a
line of customers waiting for her, but Serena insisted that if she was to be
held responsible for the money in her drawer, then she was going to verify the
beginning balance.  Dee rolled her eyes in annoyance and turned towards the
customers that were waiting.

“Our
girl here was too busy fixing her hair to be here on time when I needed her,”
she said loudly, rolling her eyes sarcastically to the customers in Serena’s
line.  She tried to make Serena look bad, but they all looked at Serena
sympathetically instead.

So
that began Serena’s shift.  It was a Tuesday, and that meant it was Senior
Citizen Day, and the buses from the retirement homes would come in.  The old
folks were always nice, but they always tried to talk the cashiers down on
prices, and Serena always tried to tactfully explain that they were already
giving them the lowest prices in town.  She felt a bit sorry for them at times because
they seemed to struggle to keep up with the modern ways and didn’t grasp that
most stores were no longer “mom and pop” establishments where you could haggle
on prices.  They, in some ways, seemed to be frozen in the days of their youth.

The
difficult customers were quickly won over by Serena’s kind smile; the male
customers were more won over by her curves.  The old men would come in wearing
their best suits and hats because they didn’t get out much these days and tried
to flirt with Serena and the other cashiers, trying to relive their younger
Casanova days.  The old ladies always wore bright lipstick and too much perfume,
and some of the other cashiers joked that they were covering up the smell of
their impending death or leaking Depends. Serena always shut them up, however, and
reminded them that one day that would be them with no one to care for them and
no one to talk to other than to talk to cashiers like they were long lost
friends

After
ringing up a long line of customers, Serena finally realized that Maggie was
working at the register beside her.  She called her name and waved excitedly. 
Maggie waved back, and Serena never knew what was going to come out of that
girl’s mouth; she was so unpredictable.

“You
better be careful.  George is gonna see your ass!” she shouted.

It
sounded like the whole store would hear her, and Serena laughed. Anything that
crossed Maggie’s mind quickly came out of her mouth, regardless of having a
customer in front of her or not.  She was outspoken and seemed so carefree in
her life, and Serena envied that.  Somehow Maggie also managed not to get in
trouble for her loose comments, and the customers seemed to find her funny and
charming, not offensive.  She had three “Employee of the Month” plaques to show
for it.

“George
can look at my sweet ass all he wants,” Serena called back.

She
glanced right in the direction of the “hidden” cameras that they all knew were
there behind each register, watching their every move.  They were intended for
security, but they all knew that the store’s assistant manager was sitting in
his office watching them.  The rumor was that he was probably jerking off while
watching all of the girls reaching and bending as they worked.  Just for good
measure in case he was watching, Serena reached one hand back and ran it down
her hip and caressed her ass cheek, grabbed it, and then spanked herself with a
quick, loud crack.  

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